Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
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BENITO CERENO 89<br />
surveying, not without a mixture <strong>of</strong> admiration, <strong>the</strong><br />
colossal form <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> negro.<br />
*<br />
See, he waits your question, master,' said <strong>the</strong> servant.<br />
Thus reminded, Don Benito, nervously averting his<br />
some rebellious<br />
glance, as if shunning, by anticipation,<br />
response, in a. disconcerted voice, thus : spoke<br />
'<br />
Atufal, will you ask '<br />
my pardon now ?<br />
The black was silent.<br />
'<br />
Again, master,' murmured <strong>the</strong> servant, with bitter<br />
he<br />
upbraiding eyeing his countryman, '<br />
again, master ;<br />
will bend to master yet.'<br />
*<br />
'<br />
Answer,' said Don Benito, still averting his glance,<br />
say but <strong>the</strong> one word, pardon, and your<br />
be <strong>of</strong>f.'<br />
chains shall<br />
Upon this, <strong>the</strong> black, slowly raising both arms, let<br />
<strong>the</strong>m lifelessly fall, his links clanking, his head bowed ;<br />
as much as to say, '<br />
No, I am content.'<br />
*<br />
Go,'<br />
emotion.<br />
said Don Benito, with inkept and unknown<br />
Deliberately as he had come, <strong>the</strong> black obeyed.<br />
'<br />
Excuse me, Don Benito,' said Captain Delano, *<br />
this scene surprises me what means ; it, ? pray '<br />
'<br />
but<br />
It means that that negro alone, <strong>of</strong> all <strong>the</strong> band, has<br />
given me peculiar cause <strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong>fence. I have put him in<br />
'<br />
I<br />
chains ;<br />
Here he paused ; his hand to his head, as if <strong>the</strong>re were<br />
a swimming <strong>the</strong>re, or a sudden bewilderment <strong>of</strong> memory<br />
had come over him ; but meeting his servant's kindly<br />
glance seemed reassured, and proceeded :<br />
1<br />
1 could not scourge such a form. But I told him<br />
he must ask my pardon. As yet he has not. At my<br />
command, every two hours he stands before me.'<br />
'<br />
And how long has this been ? '<br />
'<br />
'<br />
Some sixty days.'<br />
And obedient in all else ? And respectful ? '